Boy, I really pulled this one out of nowhere nice and quickly. This is strange for me, considering how slow-as-heck I usually am with this Friday Fictioneer stuff. But when I saw that horrendous Ford Edsel with those bizarre modifications, looking like a police’s corpse-shoveler (the fact that a “corpse-shoveler” exists may mean the police are kind of botching their jobs, but whatever), I knew that that car HAD to be the steel horse of a terrible superhero. I imagined that the car is eyeing up the hunk of junk to its left. Like, as soon as the story’s over, it “corpse-shovels” the wreck into even more to death. It’s the fate of all crumby superheroes, “You either die a meme or live long enough to see yourself become a petty criminal on local television news.”
Or, something like that.
Title: Commander Scoop and His Heartfelt Ambition Machine
Genre: Realistic Fiction
Word Count: 100
should be running scared! But wait, it can’t! Because Commander Scoop in his Custom Ford Edsel is burning rubber! He’s going to, scoop you up, and dump you in jail… Soylent Green style!”
Wait, I don’t mean that I want to eat you. I was talking about the scene with the big scoops and… ugh, nevermind.
Okay, how about…?
“Freeze, creep, my shovel of justice is going to dig your grave!”
No, let me try that again… agh. What kind of superhero doesn’t have a snappy one-liner?
“A superhero that’s still better than you criminal scum!”
Yeah sure, that’ll work.
Oh, so close to that 100-word mark! Oh well, I kind of stopped caring as much since my first brush with literary deviancy.
But wait! I reformed my ways for this one bright, shining moment! Enjoy it while it lasts because I shant be seeing that nice clean “100” ever again!
Speaking of which, yes, I am totally ignoring this year’s NaNoWriMo. Because I’m writing up a storm with Landfall and I’m about to go into my heavy editing/revising section, as per my 401 Fiction Seminar class. So that’s where all my attention is. But I do have an idea for a shorter, more minimalistic science fiction novel that may come out even before Landfall. So maaaaybe I’ll invent my OWN NaNoWriMo (with blackjack! And hookers!) in December, since I have most of that month of…
… but then I’m also writing a screenplay. Bluegh.
Anyway, how’s other people’s NaNoWriMo going, if they’re doing it?
Good luck (especially now), you brave writer folk!